You break off my engagement and I dig your ancestral graves

Cui Yingying waved her hands and got up from the ground, "It's okay, it's okay."

After saying that, he continued to push towards the crowd, but he was pushed out again as expected.

Yeah!

Cui Yingying was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and pushed Jun Mo, who was still in a daze next to her, "Please give way while I sprint."

Before she could finish her warm-up movements, someone grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and pulled her back.

"Spend money and meet in person later." Han Jie came up with an idea.

Cui Yingying stood up straight after realizing it. Oh, why didn't she think of this?

Han Jie protected the person behind him without leaving any trace, and his eyes were like sharp daggers shot at Jun Mo, full of vigilance.

Liang Heng sneaked over and stretched out his hand to pull the out-of-control person aside.

His intuition told him that this person had bad intentions.

And it seems that he and Han Jing are still old acquaintances.

Downstairs, people were cheering for the appearance of the oiran. The melodious sound of the piano attracted countless people to throw money at the stage, and no one noticed what was happening on their side.

"Second brother, you take my little sister to visit other places first, while I catch up with old friends." Han Jing was the first to speak to break the weirdness.

Liang Heng nodded without hesitation and pulled Cui Yingying to leave.

"Brother." Cui Yingying looked at him without knowing why.

Han Jie waved his hand fondly, "I'll come over to you in a minute, and I have to ask the master of the pavilion to arrange a room for my younger brother and sister to take good care of."

Jun Mo raised his hand, and Xinghua behind him had to go and follow the instructions, leading the two of them towards the backyard.

"Brother, is everything going to be okay?" Cui Yingying was still worried and looked back frequently.

Liang Heng comforted him: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The two of them were led all the way to the backyard by Xing Hua, and he looked back at them from time to time. He couldn't help but slow down and sneered: "Looking at the extraordinary clothes you two have, you must be either rich or noble. How could you be like this with Han Ji?" With the company of people, you two know..."

His hesitant expression showed that he was expecting the two of them to answer. When Liang Heng frowned and was about to say something, Cui Yingying beat him to it.

The girl's expression was more severe than ever before, with a bit of anger in her eyes, and she said loudly: "So what if I don't know? He is my eldest brother. I don't care what he was like before, and I don't care. He is my eldest brother now. I will trust him unconditionally."

"I see that you are also a talented person, haven't you fallen into the dust of the world?"

Cui Yingying knew how to stab others in the heart. Xinghua immediately turned dark and said, "You..."

"My little sister is right." Liang Heng glared back and stood next to Cui Yingying.

Xinghua snorted to suppress her anger, reluctantly took the two of them into the room and left.

Liang Heng's expression became solemn as he watched the person disappear under the eaves of the corridor. This backyard was really weird. It looked elegant, but it hid a mystery. It couldn't be as simple as a flower building.

While he was watching in fascination, Cui Yingying squatted next to him at some point and followed his gaze curiously. He only saw a few flower slaves and maids passing by, but nothing else.

"Shouldn't we come?" Cui Yingying was a little scared. She just wanted to come to buy the oiran, but she didn't expect that something like this would happen.

Liang Heng sighed, "I don't know, let's wait until brother comes back."

"So can I go see the oiran now?" Even though she was worried, she did not forget her first priority here.

Liang Heng squatted beside the door with her with a frown on his face. He touched his chin pretending to be incomprehensible and pondered for a long time. In Cui Yingying's expectant eyes, he said something shocking, "How about we go to the Oiran now?" Guarding the room?"

"Isn't this bad?" Cui Yingying's weak moral bottom line struggled a little.

What is the difference between this and a flower picker?

"You're stupid, you don't have to spend money, and you can watch the courtesans."

Cui Yingying was successfully persuaded, and the two of them groped their way furtively under the eaves of the corridor. After catching a passing flower slave and asking him to come out of the oiran's room, they climbed in through the window one after another.

"Hide under the bed." Liang Heng skillfully pulled the person under the bed.

Cui Yingying was shocked when she saw this series of operations. After getting in, she realized, "You have done this kind of thing a lot, right?"

The movements are so skillful.

"When my father beat me before, I would hide under the bed in their room so that he couldn't find me." Liang Heng said proudly.

Cui Yingying: "..."

In the hall, the oiran finished his song and left in a hurry. He was wearing a mask and no one could see his true face. Only the highest bidder could see his face every night.

Han Jie and Jun Mo were sitting in a box, each of them had their own agenda.

Jun Mo always kept a shallow smile and looked approachable, but his eyes were full of slyness. He held his hand to refill Han Jie's wine and said warmly: "I thought Brother Han was already dead, but I didn't expect he was still alive. .”

"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince's methods are not very good either."

Han Ji glanced at him and wrinkled his nose in disgust, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you still stink as always."

His whole body smelled of rouge and gouache, and he wanted to throw him into the river and take a dip to get rid of the filthy smell.

Jun Mo was not annoyed, but sneered and said slowly: "I don't know when Brother Han started to like men."

Han Jie's talk was no match for Jun Mo, who was crawling around in the dust. He immediately slapped the table and stood up in anger, "Jun Mo, do you fucking want to fight?"

He was accompanying the girl to find inspiration.

"This is your territory. When it comes to fighting, Brother Han will never come back." Jun Mo smiled and took a sip of tea. "How about you try to see if you can get out alive this time."

Han Jie: "..."

Seeing his resentful look, Jun Mo felt comfortable. He stood up slowly, walked closer to him, reached out and patted Han Jie on the shoulder, scolding: "Brother Han, why should you be angry? I never wanted to do it because of you." I'm angry because I'm killing you, maybe you and I can cooperate in the future."

Han Jie immediately understood the meaning of his words and glanced at him, "You and I are not the same person."

"Who can say for sure? Things are unpredictable!" Jun Mo walked around behind him and sounded very sure.

Han Jie didn't speak any more, but turned around and walked away.

The noise from outside came in as he opened the door. Jun Mo took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands with evil eyes and a sinister tone, "Mute slave, do you think Han Jie will become one of us?" Someone?"

The mute slave nodded.

"I'm pretty sure too."

After leaving the door, Han Jing went to look for the two men, but was pulled over by Liang Heng who was squatting at the intersection.

Originally, he and his little sister were hiding under the bed, but after thinking about it, they were afraid that Han Ji would come looking for them, so they came to guard them.

After hearing what he said, Han Jie kicked her over and said, "Are you just indulging her like this?"

"She will cry!" Liang Heng was so frustrated that he was most afraid of girls crying.

Zhao Chou, who had no sense of presence, said weakly: "It's better to go and bring the princess out first."

That girl is so angry, she might do something.

The three of them looked at each other and rushed to the oiran's room without stopping.

Little did she know, a funny scene was already happening here. Cui Yingying never expected that the person would come back after she got out to drink some water.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a long time. She silently put down the tea and struggled to hide it: "Is this your room? I went the wrong way."